As soon as the words fell, one of the disciples entered through the side door on one side and went straight to the mountain where Song Ming was located inside.

The other was standing in front of the gate, staring at the young man with a leisurely look and a smile.This person is really Uncle Song's little uncle?Master Song was accepted as a closed disciple by the master because of his outstanding talents. He has an extraordinary status in the Heavenly Sun Sect. If this person is really Master Song's younger uncle, didn't they just offend him?

The little disciple was thinking there, wiping his sweat, and felt in his heart that the two of them just failed to get him to make a move. The strength should also be very strong. Now he is waiting here with a leisurely look. It can be seen that it must be Uncle Song's elder.

"Senior Feng, where did you come from?" Unknowingly, the disciple in his twenties used the honorific title for Feng Jiu.

Feng Jiu smiled and said, "Naturally, I came from home." She looked at the disciple and asked, "How is Song Ming here?"

"Uncle Song was accepted as a closed disciple by the Sect Master because of his outstanding talents. He is a very famous figure in our sect." The little disciple said, most of his words were worship: "Song sect competition not long ago, Uncle Song won the first place. Become the first person among the younger generation of our Tianyang Immortal Sect."

Hearing that, Feng Jiu nodded.Also, Song Ming's talents are good, and she has been training for so long that year, and now they have the current strength in their early twenties, and they are naturally in an extraordinary position in the sect.

At this time, in the Zongmen

Song Ming was cultivating in his cave. He was taken aback when he heard the report from the disciples outside, with a strange expression: "My little uncle? Did you hear that right?"

The disciple outside hurriedly said: "Uncle Song, the disciple never heard it wrong. He said that his name is Feng Jiu, and he is your little uncle."

Hearing this, Song Ming was stunned for a while, then got up and walked out of the cave, looked at the disciple, and asked, "What does that person look like? Describe it." Could it be Feng Jiu?Why would she come to him?Could someone pretend to be?However, who knows that he is related to Feng Jiu?

The disciple thought for a while, and then said: "The man dressed in Tsing Yi, he looked about seventeen or eighteen, and looked three points more beautiful than a woman."

Hearing this, he couldn't help but smile and asked, "Where is the person?"

"Still outside the sect..." Before he could say this, he saw Master Song rushing out like usual, disappearing for an instant. He stayed for a while and hurried to follow.

Outside the sect, under Feng Jiu's inquiry, the disciple told Feng Jiu many things. At this moment, a figure walked out from the side door and looked at her.

"It's really you?" Song Ming was a little surprised and delighted. He strode to her and asked: "Why are you looking for me? Is there something wrong?"

"Uncle Song." The disciple hurriedly saluted this.

"Well, you should withdraw first!" Song Ming said, motioning for the two to go back first.

"Yes." After the two saluted, they went in first.

"It must be something to come to you, but I don't know if you can help me in this matter." Feng Jiu smiled and said while watching Song Ming, who had not seen him for a long time, become more energetic.

"What's busy? You said."

"I came to Tianyang Immortal Sect for the Seven Star Spirit Grass." She squinted her eyes and said: "The most treasured plant of the peak master Yaofeng is 500 years old."

Hearing this, he looked at her in amazement, then chuckled.